Dark clouds were gathering, covering the entire sky above Greta Fortress at a shocking speed. In almost a minute, the originally clear sky was already shrouded in a dark cloud like the night sky. The wind filled with moist water vapor blew between the plains and the hills. Even the shaking sound of trees from the jungle sounded like some more blurry sounds of splashing splashes. The soldiers on the position who were fighting to fight against the distorted offensive quickly noticed this extraordinary change. The soldiers who had the strength looked up and looked at the top of their heads and immediately saw the "smiling face" that was spreading half a sky and was still magnifying.

"What's that thing?!" A captain of the Knight with a ferocious scar on his cheek looked at the floating smile in shock. The strangeness of this thing was too evil no matter how you look at it, so that the knight who had been through many battles felt furrowed all over his body. "That cloud is grinning at me! And it looks like a girl's face!"

A whistling of missiles through the air came from nearby. A combat mage next to Captain Knight who was responsible for the suppression of the firepower of the team fired a series of arcane missiles in the direction of the enemy. Then the extraordinary man who had already cast a spell and was confused also looked up and rubbed his eyes subconsciously, muttering like a dream: "Am I dying... I heard that when people die, they will see the face of the closest person in the sky... After my grandfather died, he turned into a beautiful girl in the sky?"

Before the battle mage finished speaking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded from the vicinity. Then a knight in light armor rushed over from the corner of the bunker. The young commander knight shouted loudly: "The king's order! Friendly firepower is about to arrive. Leave this area immediately. The whole army evacuated towards the Greta Fortress! The king's order, the whole army retreated to Greta Fortress!"

"Retreat?" The Knight Captain grabbed the commander knight who was about to run over in front of him, "Friends? Where did the friendly troops come from? Didn't it mean there were no reinforcements?"

"I don't know! Do what you do!" said the commander knight quickly, turned around and ran quickly to the other side of the fortifications, and continued to convey the direct orders of King Odris loudly.

The order I received the moment before was still defending the position at all costs. At this time, the instructions for the entire army to retreat came, which made the captain of the Knights a little confused, but this did not affect his obedience to the orders at all. After quickly suppressing all the doubts in his heart, the battle-hardened captain grabbed the battle mage next to him who was obviously distracted, and his loud voice echoed on the front line he was responsible for: "Retreat!"

On the narrow wasteland leading to the wasteland, between the layers of bunkers and the blocking steel brazing built to fight the distortions, the soldiers of the Gaoling Kingdom, who had fought bloody battles for almost a day and a night, began to retreat quickly, and while retreating, they did their best to leave a large number of magic traps and mana crystals in dangerous critical states on the front line. In the temporary command center behind this front, King Odris's vision continued to sweep across the sky, paying attention to the changes in the converging clouds in the increasingly dense rain.

"The order to retreat has been issued, Your Majesty," the commander's voice came from beside him, "the distortion is rapidly occupying our former positions."

"Very good, we're ready to withdraw the fortress," Odris nodded and said quickly, "Remember to leave some explosives - it turns out that those overcharged Rebecca crystals can play a big role even if they are not fired as shells."

The commander immediately received the order, but the prince Lorraine next to him couldn't help asking: "Father, do we really want to withdraw from here completely? Maybe some elite rangers can be left to cooperate with Cecil and the Siren..."

"You don't understand their fighting style - especially those of the Cecils," Odris shook his head, looking at his new adult life and lacking many heirs. "The best cooperation with the Cecils on the battlefield is to leave their firepower coverage as soon as possible, the faster the better. If you have seen those video materials, you will know that the new magic cannon they use is not the same as the 'long-range firepower' you know... "

Not long after, the temporary command center where Odris was also located began to retreat in an orderly manner. The flag representing the Kaoling Kingdom fell from the rapid wall built by the "turning mud into stone" technique. Behind them, the dark clouds covering the entire battlefield had reached a critical point, and the sky, which was almost the same as night, was surging like substantial water. Between these thick clouds, a huge figure, shrouded in a faint light, suddenly swept through the darkness.

Asarena, in the form of a giant dragon, passed through thick clouds, covered with steel-cast mechanical armor, the glimmer of the beacon lights flickered at the ends of the dragon's wings and tail, while the terrifying clouds around it seemed to consciously disperse beside her, without affecting her flight or observation of the ground at all. After a brief circle of two circles, Asarena activates the magic net terminal located on her chest.

"They have evacuated... Well, someone can actually understand the 'signal' sentiment from those sirens. The 'understanding' of those humans is really extraordinary. Byron, he is ready to cover the firepower. Those monsters have entered the target area. Listen to me to report the point-"

After a moment, a sharp whistling sound pierced the thick sky. From the distant Aldo Holy River, several "bright lines" with light green light flashed into the sky. They drew arc trajectories that seemed to be cutting the sky and flew straight to the vast wasteland northwest of Greta Fortress. Standing in the direction of Greta Fortress, you can see a series of flashes suddenly appearing in the dark clouds covering the sky. The thunder shuttled through the clouds, and sparks fell from the sky. After a brief delay, the sharp whistling from the sky turned into a terrifying explosion rising on the earth.

On the earth, the distorted bodies of the positions that had just been "breaking through" the human defense line, just like a tide, occupied the positions that the soldiers of the Gaoling Kingdom had held before were swept by one after another explosion and fatal shock waves. The commanders behind these monsters did not even feel the slightest joy of breaking through the defense line, and instantly received feedback from the signal of large numbers of deaths of the front-line troops.

On the towering walls of Greta Fortress, King Odris, who had just retreated back to safety, had not had time to take off his cloak and wipe the rain on his hair, and he heard a shocking loud noise from the northwest. The terrible sounds of muffled thunder rolled between the sky and the earth, even though it was so far away, it still shocked the ancient and glorious barrier. The windows protected by the steel frame were shaking slightly, and the shelf and weapon stands made unsettling friction sounds. Prince Lorraine ran to the gazebo. The huge mushroom clouds rising from the distance and the bright arcs constantly drew in the clouds made the young man who had just stepped onto the battlefield and had not yet learned much about "contemporary art".

He even shivered slightly in front of this powerful power that looked like a natural disaster - but not because of fear, but simply shock.

King Odris also came to the observation deck. When he watched the earth covered with fire and saw the "truth" shells projected by the Cecil's expeditionary fleet from the direction of the Holy River, the king was actually not much calmer than his son. After all, all his knowledge of Cecil's modern weapons was limited to the video data in Cecil's official propaganda and a few imported small and medium-caliber magic cannons. Seeing the bombing of the main gun of the warship at close range was a completely different concept.

"Father..." Lorraine finally fully understood the necessity of his father's order to retreat the entire army just now. "That powerful shelling cannon cannon cannons can also be created by the 'magic cannon'? That's what we are using..."

"The Cecils call it 'truth', and some of their soldiers prefer to call it 'contemporary art'. The small and medium-caliber magic cannons we can import are far from the main cannons," Odris said with a low voice. "But I hope you can start thinking about a deeper problem from now on than the power of those giant cannons."

Lorraine didn't understand the meaning of her father's words for a moment: "A deeper question?"

"What kind of country can create and maintain such power," Odris pressed his hand on Lorraine's shoulder, but his eyes passed over his son's shoulder, looking down at the kingdom soldiers who had just evacuated from the battlefield and were resting in the fortress courtyard. "I'm really envious..."

...

"The first wave of attacks landed, the landing point was within the predetermined range, and the error was acceptable." In the bridge of the cold winter, Byron was standing on the platform of the captain's seat. Ashalina's voice came from the terminal of the magic net in front of him. The holographic projection above the terminal flashed with light, which showed the earth covered by artillery fire. In the continuous flashes, the dirty tide formed by the distorted body continued to radiate huge "waves" like a huge rock. A large number of hideous and twisted flesh and blood wrecks and earth, stone, smoke and dust that soared into the sky bloomed one after another, looking thrilling, "You can continue to bomb."

"The bombing is effective, all main guns are fully charged, and they are fully fired at full speed for fifteen minutes," Byron immediately ordered the artillery chief next to him, "The engineering ship is ready to dock, and then immediately repair the hub tower that was detected in the air before the sun sets. We will restore direct communication with the Gaoling Kingdom and the Silver Empire before the sun sets today."

"Yes! Sir!"

The army was running quickly like a sophisticated and efficient machine. The expeditionary fleet led by the Cold Winter fired amazing firepower on the river surface. In the sky in the eastern region, heavy dark clouds were still spreading and began to spread rapidly towards the east.

Byron glanced at the dark clouds covering the sky, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Cassandra standing beside him. His expression was a little strange: "By the way, the 'signal' you sent to the defenders of the Gaoling Kingdom was really understood..."

"Mainly, His Majesty Gao Wen had a relatively good communication with the southern battlefield," Kassandra laughed, "Of course, General Vanessa's battlefield wisdom is more important..."

"To be honest, I don't think it's 'battlefield wisdom' to hang a smiling face bigger than the city in the sky. That thing can scare people with average tolerance out of psychological shadows - you can all convey the news of 'friendly troops coming to help' smoothly. In my opinion, this is almost a miracle," Byron pulled the corner of his mouth, "Fortunately, the opposite person has a good understanding..."

"There's no way," Kassandra spread his hands helplessly. "After getting here, I found that all the magic net hub towers on the border have been destroyed by distortions. The magic environment on the battlefield is unprecedentedly chaotic. The communication equipment of the Winter No. 1 cannot contact the Greta Fortress at all. The front line is almost out of brains, so I can only make a stopgap solution. Anyway, if you don't discuss the details, will the final effect be good?"

"...Anyway, next time I hear you say 'battlefield wisdom' and 'adaptability', you must find out carefully." Byron sighed, and then his attention returned to the battlefield in the distance. In the aerial reconnaissance scene sent back by Asarena, he could clearly see the offensive of the distorted army gradually collapsed under fire bombing, but he knew that only these fire support would not be able to recapture the entire narrow plain north of Greta Fortress.

From Greta Fortress to the eastern Star Temple Propulsion Base, the entire southern battlefield has a narrow and complex front line. In the repeated tug-of-war in the past winter, this front line has been transformed into a fragmented and chaotic place with ruins, trap belts and magic disorder points. In such a wide and complex battlefield, fire support has its limits.

"After this round of firepower is over, it's time for General Vanessa to 'land'," Byron glanced at the mechanical clock fixed on the pillars next to him and said to Cassandra in a deep voice. "According to the plan, we will first ensure the safety of the northern region of Greta Fortress, and establish a front-line base after you seize the area. Then my Marines will ensure the safety of the northwest border of the Kaoring Kingdom and completely block the distorted legions of the distorted legions from the Agure area south, and you will continue to move to the east by rain until you meet with the Millennium Legion of the Silver Empire - no problem?"

Cassandra closed her eyes slightly, communicating with General Vanessa who is currently controlling the meteorological environment at high altitude in the echo of the psychic energy. After a while, she opened her eyes and nodded slightly to Byron: "I have confirmed the follow-up with General Vanessa again, and she is only waiting for your signal flare."

"Okay." Byron let out a gentle breath, then watched the beating pointer of a geek on the mechanical clock, felt the vibration of the ship under his feet in the bombardment of the main guns, and calmed down unprecedentedly.

Fighting side by side with allies from the deep sea - this was not in his initial plan. Moreover, because there were amazing differences between the Siren and the land race in terms of technology trees, combat methods, physiological structure, etc., the first cooperation between the two sides was destined to not be able to achieve tacit and exquisite cooperation. Instead of developing a lot of tactics, the situation was constantly on the chaotic battlefield due to poor communication, he and Vanessa believed that a simple and crude method should be used to solve the problem.

The first step is to launch a firepower clearance on the Aldo River, smashing all the most powerful shells within the range of the range, directly blowing the vanguard of the flat distortion, and clearing out a large enough landing field.

The second step is, before the distorted people reacted, the soldiers of the Siren Expeditionary Force directly came to justice from the sky. With sufficient preparation and early form switching, well-trained Siren can perform airborne operations in the form of rain without worrying about casualties. They will quickly establish a frontline position on the landing field cleared by Byron. At the same time, this carefully prepared "rainfall" will also transform the environment of the entire region in a short time, making it closer to the "water environment" and facilitate the Siren to perform.

The pointer on the mechanical clock reached the last grid, and the constant roaring of artillery fire on the river surface stopped.
Chapter completed!